B watched the tumultuous events the delicate Princess was enduring unfold, by using Lilith's magic witches cauldron. He had made each obstacle harder and harder for her so that she would have no choice but to call upon him. It didn't seem to be working. The full moon was weeks away, and even though he had just left her sweetness, a mere 24 hours ago, he wanted more. He wanted her completely. He wanted her to want him just as bad as he wanted her.
He wanted her to need him all the time.
B knew the council would think the Prince's recovery was too soon, and as a result, they would disregard it as a 'miracle' and call it 'heresy' instead. These men were always so easy to manipulate. B felt a smirk spread across his supple lips thinking about how easy they were to manipulate. All they concerned themselves with was pleasure and power.
